Division 3 Underground Training Facility

As Synronhkyou closed in, he went on the offensive as he tried to strike his foot and his chest at the same time. Not easily caught off guard, Neeba stops Synronhkyou's attack with his zanpakuto. Hardening his blood, he lets Synronhkyou's punch connect, suppressing the damage from it.
"That all?" Neeba said as he attempted to headbutt Synronhkyou.

As Neeba attempted to connect a headbutt with Synronhkyou Ryoji would appear directly behind Neeba with his blade drawn over his opponents neck . Ryoji would hold Neeba in place as Synronhkyou would hold his blade to Neeba's chest as well smirking quietly as the blood trail dripped to the ground below form a decent pool.

Finding himself surrounded by both Ryoji and Synronhkyou, one with a blade to his neck, and the other to his chest. This was quite the predicament for Neeba. He had exhausted far too much reitsu during their match and trying something fancy would not cut it.
"So, what now Ryoji? Are you going to strike?" Neeba said with a smirk not moving an inch.

"No. I've seen enough for today. . ." Ryoji spoke lowering his blade as it returned to a seal state once more.

AS Ryoji lowered his blade Synronhkyou did the same although the urge to protest this decision was at the tip of his tongue. Seconds later the form Of Synronhkyou would disperse into black smoke and swarm around Ryoji's Zanpakuto as he sheathed it.

"We're done here. I'll be speaking with the Head Captain on today's events. Until then don't hesitate to become familiar with the Seireitei regardless of our decision."

Turning away from Neeba, Ryoji would vanish into the haze once more before disappearing via a shunpo. He would exit the training facility, leaving Neeba alone. While the young Shinigami could rest easy for now, Ryoji on the other hand had work to be done. . .